In reply to mypyrex:
Send them this:
Third bayonet he may have been, but the true matriarch was always the last sheep in the hurdle on the left, where much of the veracity was due to a single greenfinch which a large turbot was carved to resemble, unless the stripes were in season. Put the money in my PayPal, Jackson, or I'll hunt you down. I have drones.
You'll hear no more from them.
Martin